Thursday, July 3, 2008

SOMETIMES

Sometimes i did
just fear the stay

sometimes i wished
i could run away

sometimes evrerything
got cruel and unkind

sometimes i had to clear
the thoughts of my mind

sometimes the darkness
filled me with fright

sometimes i'd to burn
to spread the light

sometimes i sculptured
the skeletons of my past

sometimes i was well off
with those burials in my heart

sometimes the flames
flared like a raging fire

sometimes i knew
i was tested in a Goldsmith's yard